Then his control did break.
And I loved it.
His mouth found a new treat to torture and devour. The lord’s tongue dove into my wet channel, shoving hard into my core, as I threw my head back in pleasure, even while he was still spreading my legs wide with rough shoves.
Against my most intimate flesh, he growled in harsh demand, “Goddamn, you’re smaller than I imagined. Hold your legs for me, or I will get my fucking rope to keep them apart.”
I moaned and thrashed my head as his tongue fucked my cunt. But I managed to take over his restraining hold on my legs, brushing his hands aside absently, to grip behind my knees, and spread myself for him.
The vampire hissed in enjoyment, his fingers parting my intimate folds for easier access for his mouth. One long finger pressed up into my channel, and his tongue slid up to flick hard against my swollen clit. Again and again, he thrust his finger in time to his gifted tongue.
Damn his tongue.
Fuck his tongue.
I loved his tongue.
The heat inside consumed. The explosion bowed my back, and I screamed in pure ecstasy. A climax straight from the pearly gates jarred my entire frame, passion and euphoria thrumming through my shaking body, all my thoughts gone except for...
Fuck, this is amazing.
I clung to it, holding onto the high, never wanting to let it escape. I wanted to climb in the climax, sink my claws and fangs in, and keep it forever. Just me and his wicked tongue playing in the clouds of bliss.
But my eyes shot wide open when the blunt head of his lordy cock pressed against the entrance of my channel. His very, very large cock. When he had moved, I didn’t know—nor did I give a fuck. I whimpered slightly at the uncomfortable intrusion, wiggling under him.
My wary gaze met his.
He stalled for a heartbeat, his hair hanging down around his face again, blanketing me in the darkness. Bel swallowed hard, fighting his urge to just shove inside me, his jaw clenching as a bead of sweat trickling down his right temple. Though, in a gruff voice, he questioned with extreme slowness and calm, “Do you want me to stop, little one?”
The heart in my chest still beat a fast tempo from the pleasure he had given me…and I wanted more of it. I shook my head quickly. “No, keep going.”
His head cocked slightly and his lips quirked up, still giving me a chance to calm myself before his huge fucking cock rammed into me. He teased, “I should mention I’m not trying to get you pregnant.”
I chuckled, the tension releasing with his words. “And I’m not either. No worries there.” He hadn’t even needed to say it.
Two vamps or druids coming together?
We don’t need condoms like humans. Our prey.
We only needed our will. By both parties.
If we wanted a kid, it might happen.
It was still rare, though.
If we didn’t, then there would be no baby.
Easy and simple. Magic was a vampire’s best friend.
The muscles on his biceps flexed on either side of my head as he bent lower, his face closing in on mine. He whispered in need, “Gwen, this is going to hurt. And I’m not sorry.”
He slammed his hips forward.
I squelched the scream that wanted to escape, ending up grunting, as I curled my arms around him and thumped my hands down onto his shoulders. I held on tight as my eyes began to water. The man wasn’t even in all the way, and my channel was already stretched in agony. I sucked in a harsh breath. He needed to get inside me all the way so it would start to feel better soon.
Two hundred years… Yeah, my pussy was locked up tighter than a pirate’s treasure. A few thrusts and it wouldn’t hurt either of us so bad. And it was hurting him by the grimace he wore on his striking features.
“Sorry,” I groaned. “Just hurry up.”
He blinked slowly, his voice strangled in pain…and more than mild irritation. “The next time you finish a Rest, use a fucking dildo before you let a man inside you. Fuck… I thought you would have masturbated at least once before this! You’ve been awake for days.”
With my eyes still watering from the throbbing in my cunt, I ground my teeth together. “I’ve been kind of busy, as you damn well know. Now, are we going to keep chatting about this or what?”
He heaved out a hard breath…
Then, in a blink, I was full of him.
His cock was fully seated inside me.
My body jolted inside his hold…and I screamed.
Too full. Too full. Oh my shit, too big.
What the motherfucking hell! A devil’s cock.
He has a goddamn devil’s cock. Too big.
Too big. Too big. Too big.
Out. Out. Out. He needs to get out of me!
Someone bring me a miniature-sized dildo, please!
I kept on screaming and shaking my head.
Over my pained shouts, he growled, “Silence!”
With my chest heaving against his muscled pecs, I clamped my mouth shut and glared daggers right into his eyes. Through clenched teeth, I hissed, “You used your fucking speed.”
“Thank the devil I did too,” he snarled.
See? I knew it. Devil’s cock.
“You gave me no warning,” I complained.
“And you gave me no warning you would have a cunt the size of a goddamn snail!”
My face scrunched up in disgust. “Please don’t ever reference my lady bits like that again. It’s just gross. And rude.”
His eyes flared even redder.
All right, all right. I was pushing too far.
I hadn’t warned him.
I had wanted it too much to ruin it.
With as much decorum as I could muster, I apologized, “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I’ll be honest and upfront next time.”
“Too little, too late,” he grumbled. Though, after my apology, his fury subsided in small increments until it was contained once more. He cracked his neck—much like I do occasionally—his hair brushing against the side of my face. “Just tell me I can move now.”
I wiggled my hips a smidge. I grimaced, but it wasn’t the excruciating pain I’d had before. So I nodded in affirmation. “It’s as good as it’s going to get until you move some.”
With gradual ease, his hips moved back.
We both winced. But, damn, the man stayed hard.
Devil’s cock…
The vampire had perseverance.
He never stopped. He kept going, pushing into me and gliding out. Repeating and picking up gradual speed. Eventually, his eyes flared even redder for a more pleasant reason.
Each gentle plunge lessened the horrid ache while creating a new beautiful one. The walls of my vagina unclenched from dreadful levels to sweet and succulent. My wet channel gripped him like a tight glove, every inch of his devil’s cock feeling and rubbing just right.
I groaned low, my head arching back. “Yes…”
He growled quietly, agreeing without words.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug my fingers into his hair, bringing his face down to mine to kiss those delectable lips.
Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
I jerked his head back. Stopped his movements.
He merely bit his bottom lip and stared at me.
Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
I blinked, oh so, slowly. “Well, fuck.”
Our hearts were beating in unison.
Soul mates we may not be, but we were compatible mates. If we wished it. Hearts only beat as one during sex if we were magically compatible.
His hips started moving again. A black brow arched, his words arrogant and amused, “It’s never happened to you before?”
Breathless, I shook my head, listening to our hearts and drowning in the push of his cock thrusting inside of me. “No, it never has.” My brows furrowed as I gazed up at him. “What about you?”
With a soft thrust inside me, watching as my breath caught, he reprimanded delicately, “I’m o
ld, Gwen.” His tone had tempered—a truly caring, and not just a polite, side he hadn’t shown me yet.
My cheeks instantly flushed more than they were from exertion, embarrassed for even asking something so ridiculous. Of course, he had. Older vampires had it happen to them a few times in their lifetime.
He’d probably had it happen ten times more.
“Little one…” Bel’s lips curved into a charming smile meant to pull me from my thoughts. The man always knew what to say. He teased, “Try to focus. I’m about to screw you senseless.”
I choked on a laugh.
And then all hell broke loose.
Or the walls did.
My eyes slammed from side-to-side…
Bel stopped moving, and his forehead thumped down onto mine. With eyes closed, he grumbled quietly, “I didn’t notice the time. Dammit.”
“What is that?” I asked innocently, trying not to freak out, as I pointed to the cave walls now covered in stainless steel. It had come from the ceiling, clinking and rolling down all the way to the floor. The entire room now encased in the steel, the only area still open was the door to the bathroom and the fireplace.
He groaned and tipped his head side-to-side slightly, his forehead rubbing against mine. “It’s my new security system for my room.”
I cleared my throat. “So it’s supposed to be there?”
“Yes, of course.” His eyes opened again and held my gaze. “The bad news? You won’t be able to leave until the morning.”
“Oh.” My brows puckered. “Wait. What?”
“No one can enter or exit—without an alarm sounding—while the walls are down. Guards will rush to the hallways, other Overlords contacted—it’ll be a damn disaster.”
I stared, flabbergasted. “You can’t even leave?”
“No. I’ve earned my privacy after this many years. I have no reason to unless there’s a true emergency. I’ll be phoned if that happens and can hit the code to raise the walls—and an alarm will sound.”
I still eyed him. “That’s a flaw you should probably get fixed.”
He groaned and conceded, “Yes, I can see there are a few things that could be tweaked.”
The lord evaluated my expression. It was clear he had no idea what to do with me once we were done with “business.”
I simply stared back.
Eventually, I cracked. “So…um…maybe we could talk about this later?”
Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
Our heartbeats were still synced.
It was a little unnerving in the quiet.
His lips finally twitched, and he rose back up on his arms, taking some of his weight off my chest. “You are wise in your young age.”
“Oh, shut it.” I chuckled.
The man was extremely good at mocking me.
He ducked his head once more and sucked sweetly on my neck, his warm tongue licking along my quickly racing pulse.
I groaned and ran my hands down his sides, his skin smooth and misted with light perspiration. When I grabbed ahold of the globes of his ass, he moaned against my neck, his teeth nipping a little harder.
The overlord pulled his hips back and slammed into me with such force that I grunted and arched my neck further for him. He began a pounding rhythm that had my breath catching in my throat, our heartbeats racing to catch up to his pace. His massive cock filled me over and over as I held onto his flexing ass and dug my short nails in.
Bel’s supple lips found mine.
Then we shared our breaths, our kisses, along with our heartbeats.
And I had been wrong.
He didn’t have a devil’s cock.
He had a magical fucking cock. One I could ride any damn day.
Our skin slapped against each other.
The fire crackled beside us.
Another climax began to unfold.
He pressed his groin harder against my clit and sped up his pace. The walls of my channel gripped his cock with pulsing need as I flew over the damn pearly gates and landed in heaven.
I shouted against his lips in bliss. The fur beneath me tickled my back as I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight. Each spasm that tore through my body was a shock to the system, stunning and perfect blows.
Bel’s body coiled around mine.
His cock swelled inside my throbbing channel.
And he shouted, his head thrown back as he found his release. His cum scalded my core in the most pleasant rush. His resulting groan followed mine as our bodies shuddered against one another.
Just as he pulled his cock from inside me, my eyes fluttering shut in exhaustion, our heartbeats eventually separated.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
~ GWYNNORE ~
I rolled onto my side, and something tickled my face. I brushed at it, trying to shove it away as I pulled my blanket over my shoulder. My brows puckered slowly as I pulled the blanket closer to my face, to my nose, fumbling with it in my half-dozing state. Cinnamon…and minty leaves…attacked my sense of smell.
My eyes shot open.
From his perch on the couch, Bel lifted a sardonic black brow. “You slept for two hours.”
I cleared my throat and peered down at my body. While he was dressed once again in his pajamas and shirt, I was still completely naked underneath the blanket he had draped over me. My attention snaked back over my shoulder to his fireplace. At least he had put that out before covering me with flammable material.
He snorted. “Get up. We need to discuss this Challenge.”
My blue eyes found his ice blue gaze. “You’re back to Lord Belshazzar now?”
“Correct.” He tipped his head to the empty space next to him. “Come sit by me while I tell you a secret.”
I brushed my hair out of my face and pushed off the fur rug that had been bugging me in my sleep. I brought the blanket with me, keeping it tight around my body as I stood. I kept my eyes off the bookcase, even though it was clear the hidden panel was once again closed and the book I had dropped gone from the floor. I walked on quick feet and tried to look as queenly as I could…even while looking thoroughly fucked.
I sat next to him with perfect posture. My regard turned to him, and I lifted a black eyebrow of my own. “I’m here for the Challenge, my lord.”
Bored. He appeared bored watching me. “First, you need to understand this Challenge completely. It is truly simple, and yet, not. When I tell you this secret, if you ever tell anyone before events come to pass, one or all of the lords have the right to kill you. It is one of the few exceptions for royalty killing royalty. Do you understand, Gwynnore?”
I nodded solemnly. “I do.”
“Are you ready for the secret?”
“I am.”
Lord Belshazzar leaned closer to me and bent down. He pressed his warm lips to my ear…and told me a secret. A very long secret whispered on the barest heated breath. A secret that had my brows rising close to my hairline and my eyes fighting not to move away from my lap.
The overlord pulled back to stare directly into my shocked gaze. He questioned plainly, “Do you want me to repeat it, just in case you missed anything?”
I blinked. Nodded.
His mouth found my left ear once more.
The secret was told again.
Back to staring into my quickly blanking expression. “Again?”
I shook my head. Just slightly. “No, I heard it all.”
“Do you understand it?”
“I do, my lord.”
His ice blue eyes sparkled. “Are you excited?”
“This is huge. I feel like I want to puke.”
The lord’s head tipped back as he laughed loud and deep. His attention eventually returned to my statue-still person, his hilarity barely contained. Still wearing a contented grin—even as his eyes narrowed—he asked, “Are you too ill to come to bed with me, Gwen? Or would you rather sleep in the bathtub so you can be near the toilet?”
My mouth bobbed for a moment as I watched him fiddle wi
th his leather band around his right wrist. It was thick and black. I had never seen him without it, the royal seal stamped into the leather. My eyes traveled back up to his as I sputtered, “Are you back to Bel now?”
He slid his tongue across his bottom lip, revealing a glimpse of his fangs. “Yes. For the rest of the night.”
I let my eyes turn to red, allowing him to see the simmering lust I had been hiding. “Then yes, I will sleep in your bed tonight.”
“I can respect how well you hide that.” He sounded surprised.
“Shut up, Bel.”
“Yes, little one.”
I squealed as he rushed to pick me up.
He carried me straight to the bed.
His lips were already devouring mine.
* * *
Bang. Bang. Bang!
My eyes shot wide open just as a blanket was thrust over my head. “What in the—”
A large palm shoved over my mouth, smelling of cinnamon and mint leaves, smothering my words. I didn’t bite as instinct had me keeping my fangs out of flesh at the familiar scent. Lord Belshazzar. I was in his room, naked flesh to naked flesh. I was also sleeping on top of him.
I guess his warning to stay on the other side of the enormous bed after another bout of mind-blowing sex hadn’t worked out so well.
A mere second later, the creak of a door echoed inside his bedroom. Then the guard I had spoken to before entering his room, stated, “My apologies, Lord Belshazzar. But the other Overlords are outside your room waiting for you. There’s cause for an emergency.”
Furious voices could be heard in the hallway.
I stayed completely still. It was the Overlords.
“Just let me in there, you goddamn jackass!” Lord Pippin snarled. “Step out of my way. Now!”
Lord Belshazzar’s chest rumbled under my left ear as he barked, “I’ll be out in a minute. Shut my door.”
The door snapped shut. The voices disappeared.
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